Job 16:12-22 - Everything Was Going Well
12 At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. 13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. 14 He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
15 Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. 16 My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade. 17 Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. 19 Also, now, lo, in the heavens is my witness, And my testifier in the high places. 20 My interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: 21 And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend. 22 When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.